Welcome to the South
So we did it, we moved to Pensacola Florida. Ryker and I arrived August 9th at the Pensacola Florida airport. A tiny little plane brought us over, there were maybe 30 seats on that plane, and I’m sure when people saw a tiny baby boarding they cringed a little bit. I can imagine they may have been thinking “Yikes! A baby, and it will probably cry the whole way”. Well that didn't happen, luckily. My little guy slept the entire time, except for like 15 minutes when he ate, he slept for both plane rides, was awake in the airport, ate again on the next plane, and then slept again until we landed, where he promptly had a massive blowout that went all the way up his back. I was so grateful he waited to have his blow out until we were landing, because I don’t think I could have changed him in that tiny bathroom on the plane, and I wouldn't have had time to change him at our layover in Dallas, TX. Our flight from Salt Lake arrived late and I had just enough time to pee, buy a pre...